Travel Blogs from Tiberias

... via public transportation, after which Yuval hoped to hitchhike, avoid checkpoints, and join us in Israel. The Jenin checkpoint is a particularly stringent one. As happened last time, the bus was boarded by two soldiers, who checked each and every passport. Two of the people had packed their passports and only had the photocopies. "Get them," said the soldier. So they had to get their suitcase out from under the bus and show the ...

... the Sea of Galilee, and passed Magdala, (the home town of Mary Magdalene,) passed the Mount of Beatitudes, but due to bad visibility we didn't stop, but remembered how the Lord climbed this hill and gave his first public discourse), and then to Chorizon, where these people rejected the teaching of the Lord.

We continued our way north to a spot that was about 3kms away from Lebanon, and its capital Beiruit not that much further, 5kms ...

My travels in the Galilee took me, eventually, to a spot called the Horns of Hattin, a grim place in Christian history but a proud one for Muslims. In a climactic battle that marked the beginning of the end for the Crusader Kingdoms in the Holy Land the Kurdish Moslem commander, Saladin, destroyed a Crusader army here in the year 1187. Saladin was aided in that battle by the local Druze people, who had been attacked and ravaged by earlier ...

... day in Galilee with a look out over the Jezreel Valley from two vantage points on the Carmel Mountains. Yes, it is mountains, not mountain. The first was from the rooftop of Haifa University. From here we had a crisp view of Haifa rolling out from the mountain like a carpet on the shores of the Mediterranean. We could also see the contrast between the pancake-like flatness of the Jezreel Valley and the sharply rising mountains on almost all sides of the ...

... to be dozens of female voices, again coming from that same area. Struggling out of bed, we saw a lot of lights there, but couldn't make out what was going on. Was it a fish market or perhaps a vegetable market? We couldn't tell, and we still don't know what it was. After about an hour, the place went dead quiet and next morning we could see no evidence of whatever it was that had taken place. Fortunately, and despite these interruptions, we surfaced feeling a lot ...